Today I will wrap in warmth
As the sunlight kisses my skin
My heart desires a taste
A taste of today

Today I will drink in chance
Embracing new
Taking a leap of faith
Could be will be

Today I will walk with grace
Stepping boldly
Eyes wide open
Unknown is a destination

Today I will smile truth
Radiating love to those who stare
A piece of a shared moment

Today I will love with hope
Loves fire smothers under the weight of future
Flames need fanned

Just be

coyote yelping helps;
the winds, too, distract him
from the now

the Comanche who
put the arrow in his back
lays beside him

gone before him;
that is condign comfort
to him

he cannot speak, nor move
his tongue, but he smells the
*****, the creosote

he sees the clouds,
stingy white whiffs in a hot
summer sky

as good a day to die
as any he reckons, and
he feels no pain

again the yelping,
closer now -- are they talking
about him?

will they beat the buzzards
to his body? would they begin their
feast while his eyes are yet open?

he closes them; the flapping of
the wings does not arouse him--he
knows they are on the Comanche

beaks and talons at work
he lets himself drift, content the
vultures are choosing the dead

but they fly off; the coyote pack
approaches--the pads of their paws
patter on the hard caliche

he lets himself sleep
dreaming now of sweet green grass
and good water

and the coyotes begin their work:
the ***** and he now a solitary offering
for the ravenous dogs